I mentioned last month, in my post about antique goat carts, that I had terrible sellers remorse after selling not one but two of them over the last year. Yes, my husband will be rebuilding a crumbled cart that we have however, it is rather low on his honey-do-list. I had come to terms with the fact that I will just have to wait. Somehow, a little bird must have spread the word of my deep longing for a cart of my very own. Imagine my surprise when a charming older European couple, who have shopped at the store a few times, arrived at my booth during our Paris Flea Market. They asked if I would be interested in purchasing something that was in their car. It seemed like an interesting offer so I asked a couple of key questions as we set off to their car. It could not possibly be as good as it sounded... or could it?
Well here it is! My very own goat cart. Well, ok it is actually a pygmy goat cart. Who knew there was such a thing. It is much smaller than any goat cart I have ever seen but it was so cute I could not resist.
Just wanted to share the new acquisition. I am so happy to have it but have yet to decide exactly what I will do with it and where in the house or garden it will live. Come fall it will definitely be filled with pumpkins and gourds on the front porch. Since the size is a little different I thought I would put our little dog "Buster" in for comparison. He seemed to like it a bit too much. I think he actually wanted to be pulled about. Gotta love him!
Have a wonderful weekend. I will resume my treasure hunting at a flea market on Sunday.